All systems gone, prepare for down-count
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All systems gone, prepare for down-count. We doesn't have much time. (.mpg)
Molvania's Eurovision entry, for those who were wondering but too lazy to edit a URL. Molvania is a delightful country, well represented by the book from Jetlag Travel. (I like how their map, which is missing the Mediterranean, happily substitutes the Baltic Sea as the location for their Mediterranean guide.) Their upcoming titles seem to be trying too hard, though.
posted by whatnotever at 8:10 PM on July 13, 2004
posted by whatnotever at 8:10 PM on July 13, 2004
Hey love crusader
i want to be your space invader
for you i will the deepest moon crater
eyes more stronger than darth vapor
obey me I as your new dictator
for you is (huh?) I am mars
for you eyes richer than all the czars
posted by Keyser Soze at 8:12 PM on July 13, 2004
i want to be your space invader
for you i will the deepest moon crater
eyes more stronger than darth vapor
obey me I as your new dictator
for you is (huh?) I am mars
for you eyes richer than all the czars
posted by Keyser Soze at 8:12 PM on July 13, 2004
When will be meeting of FiilterMeta in Molvania? Take should this I to TaMe?
posted by shotsy at 9:08 PM on July 13, 2004
posted by shotsy at 9:08 PM on July 13, 2004
mmmm. . . y'all know there's no molvania, right?
okay, just asking.
posted by _sirmissalot_ at 9:16 PM on July 13, 2004
okay, just asking.
posted by _sirmissalot_ at 9:16 PM on July 13, 2004
If this is some kind of scam to sell me blue jeans, I'm gonna be upset.
posted by mmcg at 9:25 PM on July 13, 2004
posted by mmcg at 9:25 PM on July 13, 2004
100% terrific and outstanding in every way possible.
posted by Addiction at 10:12 PM on July 13, 2004
posted by Addiction at 10:12 PM on July 13, 2004
My best translation:
Hey baby, wake up from your asleep
We have arrived on to the future,
And the whole world has become...
Electronic... Supersonic...
Supersonic... Electronic
Hey baby, ride with me away,
We doesn't have much time
My blue jeans is tight
so on to my love rocket climb
Inside take of fuel is not fuel, but love
Above us there is nothing above but the stars... above.
All systems gone... Prepare for down-count!
5...4...3...1...
Off-blast!
Fly away my space rocket
You no need put money in my pocket
The door is closed, I just lock it
I put my car plug in your socket
The sun in sky is bright like fire
You and me gets higher and higher
??? communication wire
Only thing can stop us is flat tire
Hey love crusader, I want to be your space invader
For you I will descend the deepest moon crater
I is more stronger than Darth Vapor
Obey me I is your new dictator
For you is Venus, I am Mars
With you I is more richer than all the Czars
Make a wishes on a shooting stars
Then for you I will play on my cosmic guitars!
Ladies and gentlement, fasten your belt-seats,
we has commenced our descent
I trust you enjoyed this flight,
as much as you enjoy this accent.
Now back on Earth, is time for down splash
into sea of eternal glory, my spaceship crash
People have arrived for to cheer me from near and far
And as I brought I open door and shout
"I am world's biggest washed-up superstar!"
As for sure as the sun rises in the west
Of all the seas and poets on Earth, I am the bestest
Come let me put ring of Jupiter on your finger
And like a smell around you, I will forever linger.
OK, is time for end, no more will I sang,
Let me take you back in time, I want for you to experience big bang...
Long live space race... long live Molvania!
posted by Civil_Disobedient at 11:12 PM on July 13, 2004
Hey baby, wake up from your asleep
We have arrived on to the future,
And the whole world has become...
Electronic... Supersonic...
Supersonic... Electronic
Hey baby, ride with me away,
We doesn't have much time
My blue jeans is tight
so on to my love rocket climb
Inside take of fuel is not fuel, but love
Above us there is nothing above but the stars... above.
All systems gone... Prepare for down-count!
5...4...3...1...
Off-blast!
Fly away my space rocket
You no need put money in my pocket
The door is closed, I just lock it
I put my car plug in your socket
The sun in sky is bright like fire
You and me gets higher and higher
??? communication wire
Only thing can stop us is flat tire
Hey love crusader, I want to be your space invader
For you I will descend the deepest moon crater
I is more stronger than Darth Vapor
Obey me I is your new dictator
For you is Venus, I am Mars
With you I is more richer than all the Czars
Make a wishes on a shooting stars
Then for you I will play on my cosmic guitars!
Ladies and gentlement, fasten your belt-seats,
we has commenced our descent
I trust you enjoyed this flight,
as much as you enjoy this accent.
Now back on Earth, is time for down splash
into sea of eternal glory, my spaceship crash
People have arrived for to cheer me from near and far
And as I brought I open door and shout
"I am world's biggest washed-up superstar!"
As for sure as the sun rises in the west
Of all the seas and poets on Earth, I am the bestest
Come let me put ring of Jupiter on your finger
And like a smell around you, I will forever linger.
OK, is time for end, no more will I sang,
Let me take you back in time, I want for you to experience big bang...
Long live space race... long live Molvania!
posted by Civil_Disobedient at 11:12 PM on July 13, 2004
Whoops, typo. (Really).
Inside tank of fuel is not fuel, but love
posted by Civil_Disobedient at 11:13 PM on July 13, 2004
Inside tank of fuel is not fuel, but love
posted by Civil_Disobedient at 11:13 PM on July 13, 2004
First thing I thought of when I saw this was ILL Mitch.
The similarities are uncanny.
posted by whoshotwho at 12:23 AM on July 14, 2004
The similarities are uncanny.
posted by whoshotwho at 12:23 AM on July 14, 2004
The guy on the left is Santo Cilauro, whose grandfather is the gentleman on the cover of the Molvania ("a land untouched my modern dentistry") guide book.
If you ever get a chance to see a couple of films called "The Castle" or "The Dish", do so -- they were written and directed by the Working Dog team. Also, "Frontline" needs to be released on DVD post haste.
"Champagne quality comedy!"
posted by John Shaft at 12:30 AM on July 14, 2004
If you ever get a chance to see a couple of films called "The Castle" or "The Dish", do so -- they were written and directed by the Working Dog team. Also, "Frontline" needs to be released on DVD post haste.
"Champagne quality comedy!"
posted by John Shaft at 12:30 AM on July 14, 2004
Dad?
No, really, that guy looks a lot like my dad...if my dad had 70's David Bowie hair.
posted by TungstenChef at 4:48 AM on July 14, 2004
No, really, that guy looks a lot like my dad...if my dad had 70's David Bowie hair.
posted by TungstenChef at 4:48 AM on July 14, 2004
Also, "Frontline" needs to be released on DVD post haste.
You're not wrong, John. C'mon, ABC, what's stopping you? Where's the 3-DVD set with every episode, like the BBC are doing with their back-catalogue? Think of the mail-orders from homesick expats!
The Molvania book is great. Coming out in the US later this year, apparently.
posted by rory at 5:15 AM on July 14, 2004
You're not wrong, John. C'mon, ABC, what's stopping you? Where's the 3-DVD set with every episode, like the BBC are doing with their back-catalogue? Think of the mail-orders from homesick expats!
The Molvania book is great. Coming out in the US later this year, apparently.
posted by rory at 5:15 AM on July 14, 2004
...if my dad had 70's David Bowie hair.
Tungsten, that hair sure looks like you could buy it someplace.
I am never playing another note of music. This song is the apotheosis of all that is sonic greatness. I lay myself prostrate at the foot of their jeans-rocket, in reverent awe of their fuel tank full of not-fuel-but-love.
posted by chicobangs at 8:05 AM on July 14, 2004
Tungsten, that hair sure looks like you could buy it someplace.
I am never playing another note of music. This song is the apotheosis of all that is sonic greatness. I lay myself prostrate at the foot of their jeans-rocket, in reverent awe of their fuel tank full of not-fuel-but-love.
posted by chicobangs at 8:05 AM on July 14, 2004
OMG I'm so lovin' that. Now for the clogging of the mails electroniks of all my friends that are good! MUAHAHAHA!!!
posted by zoogleplex at 5:00 PM on July 14, 2004
posted by zoogleplex at 5:00 PM on July 14, 2004
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